The music in the club is loud; the beat pulses through my body, making me feel raw and exposed. The lights flash and I can't think; I don't want to think, all I want to do is feel. I've dressed like I feel... raw and wanton in a pink skirt that barely covers my ass and a mesh shirt over a neon bra. My legs are bare because you told me I could only wear a thong under my skirt.
You've gone off dancing somewhere else; I can see you across the floor with a pretty dark haired someone in tight trousers. I close my eyes and start to sway, feeling the music in my blood and forgetting the world around. When I open my eyes I see you watching me, still dancing. Your eyes are dark and hungry; predatory. I can feel a shiver run over my skin. I turn and shake my ass in your direction; teasing, flaunting, bending just enough to give you a peak of what's underneath.
Across the room, I can see a group of guys standing in the corner watching me. Their eyes are like yours, undressing me, and I can feel a flush rising on my skin. I bite my lip gently and keep dancing, making sure they can see. I feel wanton and slutty... I can feel their gazes on me, voracious and penetrating. I crook my finger at them and they all look to one another before the one in front nods at the others and they saunter across the dance floor, forming a circle around me. One behind me grabs my hips and presses himself into me, his fingers gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. I toss my head coyly and smile at the one in front of me, licking my lips and placing my hands on his shoulders. The music changes, becoming raw and primal. I sway in the circle of men, grinding against them and flaunting myself. One of them bends his head to mine and I twirl away giggling. Suddenly, I feel myself bump into something, then feel your arms come around me, pinning me against you. You spin me around and your eyes lock on to mine.
"Are you misbehaving?" You ask, fingers digging into my hips. I grin sweetly up at you.
"I'm just dancing, Sir." I spin myself around and place your hands back on my hips. Pressing my ass into you, I reach my head back to whisper in your ear, "I thought you liked my dancing." Your grip tightens as you growl in my ear, pressing me back against you.
When the song ends I twirl out of your grasp and head for the toilets, looking over my shoulder to see you watching me go. I wriggle my fingers over my shoulder in a parting wave and sway my hips a little more than necessary.
I follow the signs to a dingy hall way covered in vintage band posters. I hit the light switch but it fails, leaving me with only the green emergency lights. Leaning against the wall to catch my breath, I reach between my thighs and can feel my cunt dripping; soaking through my thong. Tipping my head back, eyes closed, I rub myself, thinking about the circle of men with their rough hands and hungry eyes. As I feel my orgasm approaching your face flashes in my mind and I think back to your fingers on my hips and your growl in my ear.
Suddenly I feel several sets of hands grabbing me and pressing me against the wall. There are hands on the back of my neck and I can feel hands reaching between my thighs, finding me wet and wanting.
"Little whore is already soaking wet, mate!" I can hear a voice to my left. My head is turned and I open my eyes to see you standing in the corner, watching me. The leader of the pack is the one holding me against the wall, and there is one crouched beside me, feeling under my skirt. The other three are grouped around, rubbing bulges in their jeans. I whimper at the sight of it, feeling myself flush with arousal. You gesture with one hand and the man holding me grabs me by the hair and pulls me up to face you. You stride over, smiling cruelly at me.
"You acted like a little tease, dancing for these nice men and then running away," you say, caressing my cheek before your other hand cracks across my face in a slap that makes my cheeks burn. "And then you had the audacity to do the same to me!" You slap me again and I duck my head only to be yanked back up by my hair.
"This is all you deserve... little whores like you need to be taught to follow through with what they offer." Your hand snakes down my waist and flips my skirt up to expose my dripping cunt. "You're already enjoying this aren't you, you filthy fucking slut?" I nod as you bring your fingers to my lips and force them into my mouth, making me suck off my juices. You step away and I'm forced to my knees, looking up at you.
"Now," you smile at me. "You're going to apologise to these nice men... with your mouth."
"Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir, for allowing me to make amends," I lower my gaze only to have my chin gripped hard and my face forced up.
"Now!" You spit at me, "Get to work." I hear several zippers go down and suddenly a hard cock is thrust in my face. A rough hand grips my chin and I open my mouth to accommodate him. He forces his way into my mouth and I feel it pressing down my throat. I gag slightly as I look up at him seeing a cruel smile play across his lips. It's not the self-imposed leader, but one who looks sweet until you see his eyes, dark and hungry. His hands move to the back of my head and force me all the way down, burying my nose into the denim of his jeans. Gagging, I strain my eyes and can see the rest of the group stroking hard cocks and you watching from the corner, smiling that smile of dangerous promises.
His thrusts become faster and faster and I reach down to rub my soaking cunt, moaning around his cock as he comes down my throat with a groan. Tears streaming down my face, I pull my mouth off his cock as he releases my head. Immediately, a new cock is thrust down my throat and the process is repeated.
"Fucking filthy whore," I hear the words growled in my ear. "This is what whores get when they tease. They get what they deserve. You like this don't you?" I nod and moan around the cock in my mouth. "You like being forced to please us, even though you thought you could get away with just flaunting yourself. It's lucky your friend was here to grant us permission to take what we wanted from his little bitch."
